A dedicated space for anyone who’s ever had a supernatural experience.
Let’s demystify the world unseen. We learn a little more with every story shared. Increase the knowledge repository by telling your story here.
If what you want is a meaningful relationship with wise, positively-oriented guides not in physical embodiment, it is possible for everyone. These benevolent beings are all around and extending help to humans. They do so when it does not violate universal laws. This means it must not interfere with the person's karma, nor what imposes upon the human’s will. That is, they respect individual’s free will. So you need to do your part to attract them.
But people are unaware of their involvement due to disbelief and also, the lack of supernatural elements generally assumed to accompany help from such sources. The truth is most of the help we receive do not show up in extravagant forms but in subtle ways, such as through advice from another person, a mental suggestion… providing gentle nudges towards a certain direction. Nothing alarming but could be missed. So, be here now.
Think of it, the best advice falls on deaf ears. If a person is not ready for your help, it is pointless to offer more than minimal.
Fortunately, earth's inhabitants are rising in consciousness and getting more receptive to spiritual aid. Thus there are more of these positive beings now than in the past. The desire for communicating with them is a form of silent invitation to these beings to take a more active role in guiding. If unsure, call for them out loud.
Still you want to ensure you are getting the right form of guidance and establish a channel of ongoing communication. How? Think of it like radio frequencies. We know many stations are broadcasting at the same time but to listen in, we must tune the radio to the same frequency band as the channel we want to receive. Therefore tune yourself to the same frequency band as the form of guidance you desire. The following ways will help.
Be Clear About Your Need For A Guide
In essence your guide is like a mentor who can offer guidance to whom desires to develop in the same field due to being more advanced. Rather than you stumbling in the dark, the mentor identify pitfalls and opportunities, so you can arrive at your goal in at a faster pace.
A spiritual guide offers mentorship in the field of life, which covers all aspects ie. self-development through relationships, career, and more. If your quest is to become a better, more evolved human, then your chosen field will be similar to that of the guide, who will be drawn towards you. Set this as your intention.
If you desire the highest form of guidance, make feeling Love of All as the ultimate state you want to reach.
Commitment To Personal Development
Guides have one goal, ie. help with the evolution of planetary inhabitants. Commitment to be a better person will drawn them to you.
Cultivate your character, live according to higher principles, be true to yourself, kind to every life form. Keep practising to be all of these. Slip ups don't matter. What matters is you keep trying. This is the fundamental step to ensure higher guidance is drawn to you and maintained.
Don't worry about trying to help/change other people as yet. Focus on helping/changing yourself. Your positive growth will rub off on others, which helps them as well. Without self-cultivation, what you assume is helping another, may just cause more harm.
Be patient, the time will come when your guide will suggest on ways that you can offer actual aid to others.
Release False Concepts
Spirit guides do not care about your spiritual or religious affiliations. A Buddhist or Christian makes you no more worthy of guidance than an atheist. Besides many of those who proclaim to be devout are incongruent in actions. Ditch the superficiality, behave as you would when there are onlookers as you would when alone.
Spirit guides do not care about how successful you are in the social/material sense, whether you uphold your moral codes (which are in fact, culturally imposed) and can lead to self-righteousness, whether you use drugs, commit crimes or perpetually fail at life.
From a higher perspective, all lives are worthy and each person's life path is meaningful and has value. The irony is that the latter groups are often wrapped in deep shame, which blocks their access to meaningful guidance. It’s the quality of your heart that opens up to the type of guidance your receive. Evil begets evil. Good draws good.
Shed Limitations. Be Willing To Receive and Open To Experiences
Even when people ask for help, they may still be unable to receive as they place limits on the form that help takes on.
Help can come in many guises. What you want may not be the best for you or the best right now. What you need may come through the most inconceivable way.
Be open to everything, everyone. Discard prejudices regarding what are good or bad events. Instead take every experience as a learning opportunity, start by practising identifying the good in what you usually consider as a bad event. I find the seeds of positive transformation are always found in ‘bad’ situations. Remember not all chaos is bad, not all order is good. When order is corrupted, chaos is necessary to disrupt it for a new order in the future.
This develops courage and willpower, which raises your frequency to draw in spirit guides and protectors.
I realised that in difficult times, guidance is more pronounced.
Strive towards a state of balance
The above methods should reduce your emotional excitations and lead you towards a state of emotional balance. The problem with extremes in emotions, whether very happy or sad is that there is increased perturbation of the electromagnetic waves of the body. This agitation upon your electromagnetic field, creates disharmony and blocks out the subtle, finely tuned frequencies of positive guidance.
This is why meditation is recommended. It is a good tool to clear out the mental ‘junk’ that affects your emotional state. Don't worry about keeping a strict, regulated practise. What's important is you want to enjoy it, so do it when you feel like it, for as short/long as it makes you feel good.
When not meditating, try to keep in that state of mindfulness as well, such that it becomes a constant practise.
When you feel down, a good method to raise your frequencies is to focus on what gives you joy. For eg. look at your child and think of the outpouring of love you have for them, or the beauty you've always found in flowers, or the sea… This is the object of appreciation is an individual preference. The point is to feel uplifting emotions, and keep it going.
Stay Aware Of Contact
As you do the above, you will become increasingly aware. At any stage you may notice signs of contact from guides. Guides will choose methods that are meaningful to you and their attempts will never cause you to feel fearful. You should in fact feel a sense of light-heartedness during these events.
You can ask them questions now and be more certain you will be answered by a positive guide. Without the above preparations, you risk attracting lower spirit entities which is what you do not want (I presume).
How to ask? Start by clearing your mind and releasing your desire for a specific outcome, mentally keep your attention on a benevolent entity like Jesus, depending on your inclination. You can verbally request for him or those of “the highest good" to come to you and answer. This sets the intent to draw in the right source. Now, formulate your query. Don’t put too much specifics in your question as this limits the information coming through. (Refer to my point above regarding ‘Be Willing To Receive’)
You can choose to get answers in many ways — inner knowing, outer signs. A divination tool is very helpful. You can use bible or other holy items. I-Ching is a favourite of mine. Technology has made it very easy for us, with apps available nowadays releasing us of the hassle of acquiring the materials to perform a divination. I recommend the Visionary I-Ching App. It was, in fact, my guide who led me to it.
Different methods allow for different types of responses. Guidance can come through dreams which you should familiarise yourself with interpreting. Guidance can also show up through synchronistic events. This is good for times when you are requited to take an action on something, and want to know if it is the right time for it.
Explore ways of communication with your guides. There is no one best way.
Question the source of your guidance
Never blindly leave your fate to anyone. It is your right to ensure your wellbeing. Therefore always assess the ‘purity’ of what you receive. A positive guide will never shun you because you question and in fact support you in that. Basically your guide is a wise, benevolent and high-minded being, thus the guidance he gives should reveal such. Egoistic demands, coercions, doomsday messages, and information that infringes upon the privacy of other people are not signs of a positive guide.
These may not be immediately apparent or obvious. Don't worry, your ability to make accurate judgments will get better when you practise all of what I wrote above.
As you become more in tune with your guide, the interactions takes on more life. My guide has informed me of exactly who (as in human) to seek help from for what I need. He provides me encouraging messages in times of despair, and other times gives me assurance and comfort without my attempt at a contact. He also chides me when I make self-centered decisions.
At times when I ask for guidance on a matter, my guide will attempt to draw my attention to something else more imminent. I have been helped out of potentially dangerous situations many times. During each crises, my guide leads me step by step to navigate out of it.
The bonds with your guide can be likened to that of a closest friend. We are drawn to those of like minds and aligned goals. Mutual respect, is the fertiliser for deepening bonds. In time you can experience a very fulfilling relationship with your guide.
Contributed by Lynn Chen.
Confession by Eunice
When we moved to the rented house, (I think I spent the best time of my childhood in that house) there was a Datuk shrine in the garden. My grandmother started worshiping it & did all the rituals on thursday as an act of respect. She did it out of love for my dad. People told her that Datuk can help with finances.
One day, my eldest sister brought her boss over. This is the sister that I am extremely close to & she is many years my senior. She was working as a part time model then. Her boss saw the Datuk shrine and told my sister it is not a Datuk that’s living in the shrine now. It is something very sinister. That thing cannot come into our house because our ancestors are protecting it.
My sister after hearing this, of course panicked, but the boss said not to worry he will try to help to clear. He chose a date and told us to leave the place that day and not to return for a few hours.
When we returned, we saw the remains of burnt offerings. He told us the real Datuk left when the previous owners shifted. Something else took residence in the shrine because it needed a home. I remember feeling scared when walking past the shrine but dismissed it as I was still a 5 yr old kid. So my instincts were actually quite (zhun), accurate.
Since then, I am very careful of all these shrines. If the feeling is not good, I will leave immediately.
But that house had another incident.
In the garden, there was a mango tree shoot, and it was growing right in front of the Datuk shrine. After the removal of the shrine, there was more space for my grandma to grow her vegetables & plants. My grandma & my mom have what we call ‘green thumb’. Whatever they plant, will shoot up like crazy. Mom has her orchids & my grandma has her edibles.
So grandma plants vegetables & has a curry leaf tree that is so fragrant that neighbors all would come over for leaves.
Now this mango tree grew under the care of my grandma. The puny little tree started sprouting branches all over. But never flowers and fruit. So one day, grandma took out a meat cleaver, stood in front of the tree and told the tree, "Oi, if you don't start fruiting, I will chop you off next week". Then pretended to slash it.
Wah lau, the next week, the tree started to flower & fruit like crazy. Mind you, these are not normal mangoes. They look like chinese peaches & will turn pink on the sides that got sunned. The aroma is extremely enticing. Even when eaten raw, it is not sour.
Sadly, we had to leave that tree behind when we moved house. The last time I came by too look at the garden, the tree had been cleared by the new owner.
My family and I love the area around Serangoon Gardens. Our first home was a HDB apartment along Yio Chu Kang, then we shifted to a condo nearby and eventually to a house in Chartwell. This is my parents' dream home. They had worked hard their entire life to provide the best for my two sisters and I, and this is their retirement nest.
One second sister is married and doesn't live with us. My youngest sister is studying in the UK and comes back only once a year during CNY. I’m the eldest in the family and also the one responsible for taking care of family matters and the business. So in part, I’m guilty of choosing this place.
When we first viewed the place, we immediately fell in love with it. The previous owner had taken good care of the house and we felt renovation wise would not cost too much. The location was splendid. We didn’t check on the background or asked questions - not the kind that mattered, supernaturally speaking. People don’t normally ask questions like “Is the place haunted?”.
My parents took the second level because it’s easier for them to go up and down the stairs. I’ve got the top most level which is also the largest with a sloping roof.
My room is constantly cold, even though logically speaking, the uppermost level should be the warmest. Another thing I noticed was a very strong scent of koyak. You know, the ointment patch you use for muscle pull or aches? A strong medicated smell.
It came and went. I tried to look for the source but couldn’t pin it down to any location. The thing is, the scent moves about but only around the third level.
Some other odd occurrences were minor poltergeist activities - Spotify changing channel, pen rolling off bed, lights going on and off on their own. Nothing life threatening. Once, the letter “R” was written on the fogged up mirror. My bathroom door was locked and no one else was in it other than me. That, I totally can’t explain. It was clear, not faded lettering, as if somebody had written it with a finger. But who the hell did that finger belong to?
But all things considered, these were minor spooks. I learned to live with them. If I’m in my room it’s mainly for gaming and sleeping.
My helpers weren't so lucky.
In the period of 10 months, we had a change of maid twice. Both would rather leave and accept penalties. It was only after we got our third maid that we finally had answers.
The new maid had the third eye. Probably more. She could communicate with the spirit. First day she came, she actually asked about my grandfather and if he needed anything, because she saw him standing on the third floor in a parapet just staring at her grumpily. She went “ah” when I told her that I am the only one staying up there.
One day I saw her talking to herself on the staircase landing between the two floors. Initially I assumed she was on a phone call and was on her ear piece. But just as I was about to walk past her; she held me back and said, “Wait”.
I just waited. Again, thinking nothing more. Maybe she wanted to let the floor dry or to clear stuff.
Then I saw it for myself, the family photograph toppled forward and off the table.
“Do you believe in ghosts, sir?” She asked me.
That caught me by surprise. “Yeah I suppose so”.
“Because your room got ghost, sir” she said.
From her I found out that the ghost was called Ronnie and he had been the first owner of this home. He loved this place and had planted the tree in the front yard. She provided a lot more answers. Later on when I investigated and verified, they all turned out to be true.
But more importantly right now I needed to know what to do with this ghost in my room.
She said that Ronnie was waiting for his family to come back. And he didn't want us here nor me in his room. Very noisy.
I told her to tell him that there’s nothing I can do. This is our house now. His family, I assumed the previous owners were his children, had already sold the place to us.
Then, according to my helper, Ronnie started crying. She looked at me. I shrugged at her.
“Can he stay here?”
“He got no place to go.”
“Not my problem.”
“He just wants his family”
So through the agent who sold us the place, we managed to get in touch with the previous owners and told them what I knew about Ronnie.
Apparently some of the things I knew were intimate details that only a family member would know. Like Ronnie’s cause of death, or the pencil lead scar in his granddaughter’s thigh from a pencil accident.
Eventually they came over one day with a priest in tow to conduct a ritual and reunite Ronnie and his family.
I picked a day my own family weren’t around for this. I had no desire to explain to them any of this or that their dream home was once haunted.
Confession by Dean Zee Sya-Riff
I too had a very scary experience with Bangkok. The story goes like this: I had a friend who just went to Bangkok and came back walking in a weird way. He told me he had gotten his groin swollen during the trip to Bangkok. He said the pain was supernatural.
I asked him what happened and regretted my actions because whatever happened to him got transferred to me.
He asked me what's the capital of Thailand. I replied: Bangkok.
Suddenly, I felt tremendous pain in my crotch area and passed out.
We are no longer on talking terms by the way.
Confession by Thomas Wang
Back in 2014, my wife and I went to Thailand for the first time for a holiday. We booked a hotel with a great landscape view of Bangkok. We did the usual Asian pantang thing like knocking on the door three times and putting our suitcase in before going in.
Everything went smoothly during the day. We went to shop for clothes, had some drinks and headed back to the hotel by nightfall. That's when weird things happened.
The door handle started rattling as if someone was trying to get in. My first thought was that maybe a prostitute was going from door to door offering her services, but I recalled that all guests were required to tap their keycard in the elevator before accessing the floors. I stayed on the 70+ floor so it was not likely someone would climb the stairs up either. This went on the whole night but my wife and I chose to ignore whoever or whatever was outside.
The next day, we hired a tour guide to bring us around Bangkok. When I related the experience to him, he seemed concerned enough to suggest if we were okay for him to bring us to a temple for blessings.
I thought, “why not?” since we were already in Thailand, and it’s a land of many temples. At the temple, we were given an amulet to hang in our room for protection.
My first thought was, “really can meh?” but that night and the remaining five nights, everything was quiet. There were no disturbances. When I asked my guide about the history of the hotel, he kept quiet. Maybe the locals might know of the other hauntings taking place there.
Confession by Anon
True encounter by my 15 yr old son. It happened in Thailand, Ubon Ratchathani province. He was living with his mum in a newly built house for the first time. The first two nights were alright, but something strange happened on the third. My son called me at midnight while I was away at work in Singapore.
"Pa, I cannot sleep... there are strange noises outside the house, behind the walls only.... I am scared," he said.
My son was sharing the room with his grandpa but couldn't seem to wake him up, so he called me as he knew I would be available at this hour.
I asked what kind of noise that was.
"Some cow mooing in a very deep tone... but it doesn't sound like an animal entirely.. It sounded more like a human..." He described that the voice was so distinct that it seemed as if it was in the room.
I tried my best to console him that it was just a cow making weird noises at night and probably sounded exceptionally loud because nightfall in rural areas could be extremely quiet. Also, the cows were likely from the farms around the area.
"BUT it is not a cow! I am sure! It sounded more like an old man mimicking....!"
I had some weird thoughts, to be honest but I didn’t know what else to say except to promise my son that I would be on the phone till he slept. I shared a YouTube link to a buddhist chant hoping it would help to calm him and chase away whatever was haunting him. He slept not long after playing the clip in the background.
I related the incident to his mum and this was what she said. "Yes.. I know what happened, I didn’t hear it the first few nights. It is only on the fourth night I heard it. And I know it is from the kitchen!"
Thinking it could be an intruder, she armed herself with a kitchen knife but she found she was alone in the kitchen. She recited some prayers and both the feeling and the noise disappeared.
"It happened just weeks before the house was built, an old man brought his buffalo to the grass field, the buffalo unintentionally impaled the old man and killed him, right where the house was now built."
All these made sense now. She engaged monks to do prayers and also invited the deceased family members to the ritual. There are no further occurrences. The cows are still there.. but not the 'cowman'.
Confession by Lennon
I am working in Bang Na, Thailand. To avoid the traffic jam on my way home, I took a shortcut through a kampung. It was about 7pm. In Thailand, by this time, the sky would already be very dark. I was driving very slowly because the roads were narrow.
Midway through my journey, I saw this lady from afar wearing a Thai period costume. The type with baggy shorts to the knee and pointed head pieces (similar to those dancers at Erawan shrine).
I was like, “What the f**k? Still got people dressed like that? Costume party is it?”
As my car passed the lady, I looked at her face. To my horror her face was white - not pale, but white - eyes were all black with no whites, mouth was bloody, red and big, like the Joker in 'Batman'.
I continued driving. When I took a glance at my rearview mirror, I was surprised to see her reflection. I had the idea that ghosts do not have a reflection. Anyway I bought a rosary and hung it in my car. Till today, I am still using this route but did not have another encounter with that… that thing ever since.
Confession by Anon
I want to share an experience that I encountered in my younger days in which I was lucky to have been unharmed.
This happened around 2001, on my very first trip to Bangkok. We checked into the hotel in the afternoon - Bangkok F*** Hotel. My room was located on one of the higher floors for 3 pax which was like a pent house or premium room.
The room was right at the corner near the staircase. I cannot remember if we knocked the room door to politely inform “them” - the spirits - that we were staying for a few nights. The floor we were on was mostly empty with many rooms unoccupied and eerily quiet.
While unpacking our luggage, I heard noises outside our room which sounded like kids playing; laughing, opening and closing the doors repeatedly, which annoyed the hell out of me. I was cursing and swearing under my breath. When I opened the door ready to give the kids a good scolding, I saw no one. The whole level was empty and quiet just as before. I went back to unpacking and the noises started again. I rushed to the door to check but again, it was empty and quiet. Shortly after, we headed out of the hotel.
Nothing much else happened for the remainder of our stay except that one of my friends developed a fever that went on for the next couple of days which he self-medicated. He did mention that he didn’t sleep well throughout and felt weird which I believe was related to those “things”. The reason I was spared was probably because I had a hot temper or more 杀气 (Sha JI).
Later on, I checked on the internet and found out that this hotel was rumoured to be haunted with quite a number of supernatural news and stories. Some years back in the 80s, a fire accident had resulted in deaths.
I gave my friend a good scolding for not checking and getting us such a “dirty hotel’. However, I feel lucky to be unharmed throughout !🙏🏻😅
Confession by Anon
My boyfriend and I recently went for a three day two night trip to Bangkok. We stayed at a nice five star hotel at a very famous location which was connected to a huge conference place. We arrived at about 9+pm. After a quick dinner, we went back to the hotel, showered and passed out before midnight.
I’m a light sleeper, especially if I’m sleeping at a new or foreign place. I guess it's because I'm not used to the environment, tossing and turning a lot. My boyfriend was nicely snoring away.
Then, at about 3.28am, I heard the shower running and a strong scent of lavender scented shower gel. I am sure of the exact timing because I wear an Apple Watch to sleep and instinctively look at the time everytime I wake up, usually to see how much time I have left tired before the alarm goes off. I was wide awake at this point but dared not get up to check.
I didn’t wake my boyfriend who must be exhausted from driving for 5 hours. Ten minutes later the shower turned off by itself and eventually I drifted off to sleep.
Next morning I told my boyfriend what I had experienced and he brushed it off saying it was probably the sound of someone showering in the next hotel room. I thought about it and decided it was best to just go with that explanation. He also told me to wake him up if it happens again tonight.
That night, we slept a bit later, at around 1am. I was dead tired from the lack of sleep the night before so I had no problem dozing off. My boyfriend too.
At exactly 3.28am it happened again: The sound of the shower running accompanied by the smell of shower gel. This time I woke my boyfriend up and he heard it too. But he told me to just ignore it and go back to sleep 😒
Fine. It took me a while to get back to sleep though whereas my boyfriend was back to snoring in no time. Suddenly, my boyfriend started grunting and gesturing like he was trying to push something off of him. I sat up, turned on the bedside lamp and shook him to wake him up. A few seconds later, he woke up and sprang right out of bed.
His face was pucat (pale; white as a sheet).
When he calmed down, regaining his composure, he sat down on the bed and told me he felt a cold pair of hands strangling him, trying to choke him. And right at that moment as he said that, the smell of lavender (shower gel) filled the entire room.
We turned on all the lights including those in the bathroom. He stayed up all night while I slept. When I woke up at about 7am, he then went to sleep till it was time to check out. We skipped breakfast that morning which was a waste because the spread was pretty good. Wasted lah.
To be honest, we travel quite a bit, like five to six times a year, for vacays and/or work. We have stayed in various hotels and this was the first time we experienced anything supernatural, and one so aggressive.
I don't know what to make of it but hope we don't kena again next time. Damn scary.
Confession by Anon
5th April 2023
Just to share a freaking chilling encounter in Bangkok that happened 10 years ago.
Back then, I was a relationship manager in a bank. Our branch has this twice a year Team Bonding activity, usually an overseas trip. That year due to our branch budget, our team decided to have our team bonding in Bangkok. As we were in our 20s, we were all really excited about the shopping, massage and havoc drinking sessions.
The hotel we chose was The Berkxxxx Hotel Pratunam in the Pratunam area. It was newly built and looked really swanky. Three of my colleagues and I —all girls , were assigned to the last two rooms at the corner while the guys were staying one floor above us. The first two nights were alright; no strange encounters. Probably because we were out the whole day and only got back to the hotel after 1am to catch a few hours of sleep before going out again, early the next day.
On the third night, we made plans to check out a new Thai pub around 10.30pm. Since it was raining, we decided to stay in the hotel to wait it out. Two of my colleagues staying in the room next to ours came over to (the corner room) chit chat with us. I was having a headache and decided to rest on the bed instead, I was half asleep but could still hear the girls chit chatting.
Suddenly, we heard knocks on our door. The girls stopped chatting and one of them went to see who it was via the peephole, but there was no one there. All of us felt a little spooked. It was a distinct and ominous series of knocks. It wasn’t our imagination. Also, there was a doorbell, if it was hotel staff, they would likely press the doorbell right?
Nevertheless the girls continued their chit chat. Less than two minutes later, the knocking started again. This time louder, as if someone was banging on the door. By now I was already fully awake. One by one, my colleagues went to the peephole to check but there was nobody outside our door!
Then someone suggested opening the door to look. Maybe it was one of the boys just trying to be funny. I had a very strong sense that something wasn’t right. I stayed in bed while three of my colleagues opened the door,
To their horror, they saw an old man standing in front of them. His back was turned to them and he was badly hunched. They couldn’t see his face. Slowly, he glided towards the wall and disappeared into it.
The girls screamed and slammed the door shut. When they regained their composure and related the incident to me, they were literally trembling.
That night, needless to say, we ended up going to bed early and never joined the male colleagues at the Thai pub. It was our last night in Bangkok and we had to catch the flight back home in the late afternoon.
The three girls who saw the old man apparition decided to put that chilling episode behind when we got back to Singapore and went back to their normal lives. However, five days later, the three colleagues started falling sick one by one with the same symptoms - high fever that wouldn’t go down even after medications. They were either suffering from insomnia or night terrors, and this went on for two weeks. One of the girls sought help from a local feng shui master but there was no improvement. Luckily under the recommendation of one of the girl’s uncle, they went to a temple Medium in Batu Pahat in Malaysia. The Medium was able to accurately point out what happened in Bangkok. After some prayers and cleansing the girls recovered.
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